A/N: Here it is, my Big Jamko Fic. So much credit goes to Susan Kushner Resnick's book, Sleepless Days, which was my biggest source of research- and to my faithful beta, AtLoLevad.
Eddie walked into the precinct, smiling as a young uniformed officer greeted her. "Detective Reagan! You looking for Sarge?" She nodded in confirmation and he continued, "he's in the break room."
She thanked the officer and headed to where he had indicated, finding her husband finishing up a granola bar.
"Hey, Reagan, you got a second to take a walk? Outside?"
"Yeah, what's up? How was the doctor?" he asked, hurrying to keep up with her as she walked quickly through the precinct.
"Well, I don't have the flu," she answered, grinning.
"That's good," he said, pushing the door open. He smiled back at her involuntarily, slightly confused by her good mood—she had been exhausted, dizzy, and nauseous for days, and when he had finally convinced her to go to the doctor that morning, she didn't seem to be feeling any better. "So what is it?"
She didn't respond, instead looking around to see if the coast was clear before taking his wrist and pulling him a few feet farther away from the building.
"Eddie, what's going on?"
She stopped and turned to face him, her smile turning into a little laugh.
"Jamie, I'm pregnant."
"What? Are you serious?"
She nodded, tearing up as she took in the shocked look on his face. "Yeah."
"We're having a baby?"
She giggled. "We're having a baby."
He picked her up then, spinning her around on the spot.
"Jamie!" she warned, putting a hand on his chest to steady herself as he put her down—her dizziness and nausea hadn't disappeared just because of her happiness.
"Sorry, I just—we're having a baby!"
He moved his hands to the sides of her face, kissing her lips, her forehead, her nose, and her lips again. He pulled back—both looking at each other with bright smiles and damp eyes—leaving their foreheads touching.
"God, Eddie, I love you."
"I love you, too, Jamie."
He placed his hand softly on her stomach, rubbing his thumb back-and-forth over her t-shirt.
"And I already love you, little one."
Eddie smiled, placing her hand over his.
As soon as they finished saying Grace, Linda pointed her fork at Jamie and Eddie, accusing.
"You two are practically foaming at the mouth. Spill it."
"What?" Danny asked, confused.
"Jamie and Eddie," Linda explained. "Something's going on."
"I noticed it, too," Erin agreed. "Out with it."
Jamie shook his head. "Nuh-uh. You have to wait until after dinner."
Nicki smiled, raising her eyebrows. "So there is something."
"Well, we can't wait now," Henry said.
"Yeah, come on, tell us," Jack chimed in.
Eddie frowned at him. "Not you, too."
"Come on, guys," Erin begged. Jamie and Eddie both tightened their lips, shaking their heads, and Erin turned to Frank. "Dad, make them tell us."
"No," Eddie insisted, and Frank sighed.
"Is this going to keep me from eating my dinner in peace?"
Jamie leaned back in his chair, rolling his eyes. "Fine."
"Jamie!" Eddie scolded.
"We might as well just tell them now."
"You're such a pushover." She tried to look stern, but broke into a wide grin. "Okay."
He smiled back. "You want to tell 'em?"
"Come on!" Linda said loudly. "You're killing me here."
"Alright." He paused dramatically, and everyone leaned in. "We, uh…"
"Uncle Jamie!" Nicki laughed.
"Eddie's pregnant!" he announced finally.
Everyone around the table cheered in excitement, talking over each other to offer their congratulations.
"I knew it," Linda claimed. "I knew it."
"Hey, Aunt Eddie, now you won't be the newest Reagan," Sean observed.
"Or the smallest," Danny teased.
Eddie yawned, her head dropping onto Jamie's shoulder. "I don't think I can make it through this movie, lambchop."
"You wanna go to bed?"
She shook her head. "It's so early. I'm just exhausted, like all the time."
"Yeah, I imagine that growing a human takes a lot of energy."
She smiled. "That makes it sound pretty badass."
"It is pretty badass."
"Except for the part where I'm tired and emotional all the time."
He looked her up and down, shrugging. "Your new boobs are pretty nice."
She whacked him in the chest. "Reagan!"
"You've gotta lighten up there, Jamie," Eddie said, looking at the death grip he had on her arm.
"Sorry." He loosened his hold. "I'm just excited."
The ultrasound technician smiled. "You two ready?"
They both nodded, and she placed the wand on Eddie's stomach. Suddenly, the room was filled with a quiet but steady heartbeat.
"Oh, my god," Jamie whispered, tears threatening him, and Eddie could only smile.
"Your baby's heartbeat is strong," the tech told them. "Would you like to see your baby?"
"Yeah!" Eddie squeezed Jamie's hand, and he flinched.
"Fingernails!"
"Sorry. I got excited."
"Okay. It's small, but look right here." The technician pointed to a small circle onscreen. "There's your baby."
Jamie's tears won then, and Eddie laughed at him through her own. "I'm pregnant and super hormonal. What's with you?"
"Shut up. I'm just excited."
"Would you like copies of the pictures?" the tech asked.
"Yes, please," Jamie answered.
"Your family is gonna flip, Reagan. It doesn't even look like a baby yet and they'll all want their own copies."
"Ooh," she said, spying the Chinese restaurant next to the bodega. "Egg rolls. How about you grab like six of them?"
He blinked at her. "I thought you wanted ice cream."
"I do. But I also want egg rolls. And I probably can't go in there because it smells." She batted her eyelashes. "Please, sweet husband of mine?"
"You're ridiculous."
"Reagan, I'm eating for two!"
"Yeah, except our baby needs some actual nutrition."
She pouted, and he sighed.
"Okay, fine."
"Did you know that our baby is now the size of a brussel sprout?" Jamie asked.
Eddie looked down at her stomach, which was just beginning to poke out over the waistband of her pajama pants. She patted it softly before climbing into bed. Jamie reached out his arm, signaling for her to come sit up against him. She laid her head on his chest, and he wrapped his arm around her, returning his hand to the other side of the baby book he was reading.
"I say this becomes our Sunday night tradition," he said. "We'll read the chapter for that week, learn about how big the baby is and what's happening to it."
"Who said married life isn't hot and exciting?" Eddie asked, then kissed him on the underside of his jaw.
"The baby has fingernails and toenails now. That's pretty exciting."
She giggled into his chest. "Read the chapter to me."
Eddie pulled away from the kiss with a noise of surprise, sitting back on Jamie's lap.
"What?" he asked.
"I think I felt the baby move!"
"Really?" He pulled his hand from her back to her stomach, and she frowned.
"I don't think you'll be able to feel it yet. It feels like this," she leaned forward, brushing her eyelashes against his cheek in butterfly kisses, "in my belly." She giggled into his cheek. "It tickles."
"Yeah?"
"Hey, don't look so sad." She ran her hand through the hair on the back of his head. "You'll be able to feel it soon. It's only a little mango right now, you can't expect very much out of it yet."
He smiled at her, rubbing his thumb over the small swell underneath her t-shirt. "Okay, little mango. Get nice and big and strong for Daddy." He looked up at Eddie. "Why do all of the books compare the baby to food every week?"
"Because, trust me, food is all pregnant women think about."
"Eddie, food is all you thought about before you were pregnant."
She rolled her eyes, ignoring him. "Other than these damn leg cramps, that is."
"Do you want me to massage your legs?"
She shook her head. "No, I want you to make out with me."
Jamie shrugged. "I can do that."
Jamie held Eddie's hand with both of his, the two of them watching silently while the ultrasound technician rolled the wand over Eddie's stomach, checking on the baby.
"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Reagan, everything looks great. Your baby is healthy and growing."
Eddie and Jamie let out sighs of relief, and Jamie pulled Eddie's hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles.
"Would you like to know the gender?" the tech asked.
"Yeah," Eddie said, squeezing Jamie's hand.
"Here." The tech moved the wand around until she got the image she wanted, and then pointed at the screen. "You're having a baby girl."
Eddie covered her mouth with her free hand and Jamie leaned into their intertwined hands, resting his cheek against them.
"A baby girl," he repeated, awestruck. "We're having a baby girl."
"So this week was your twenty week scan?" Linda asked, cutting into her chicken.
Danny looked up. "Ooh, isn't that the big one?"
"That's the gender scan," Erin explained.
"So?" Henry nodded in their direction. "You find out?"
"And when were you planning on telling us?" Frank asked.
"Wow." Eddie leaned back in her chair, putting her water glass down. "Did you two get grilled every week when you were pregnant?"
Erin and Linda nodded enthusiastically.
"Oh, yeah."
"And their mom was the worst about it," Linda added.
"So?" Nicki asked. "Is it a boy or a girl?"
"Yeah, tell us!" Sean begged.
"Yes, we found out," Eddie said, and everyone looked at her expectantly.
"We found out that I… am going to be outnumbered," Jamie announced, smiling proudly.
"Aw, it's a girl!" Danny smiled.
"Yay!" Nicki exclaimed. "I won't be the only girl anymore!"
"Jamie?" she asked through the dark. "Are you asleep?"
"Yes."
"Ja-mie," she whined.
"Mmmm."
"You're going to want to wake up for this."
"Am I really?" he asked, turning on his side to face her without opening his eyes.
"Yes." She took his hand and pressed it to the top of her belly, where the baby kicked. "Can you feel it? I thought it might be strong enough now."
"Yeah, I can!" He grinned, sitting up. "Hey. Hey there, little girl." He used his other hand to brush Eddie's hair out of her face, putting his forehead to hers.
"She always moves more when you're talking," Eddie told him. "I noticed that from the very beginning."
"Yeah?" He bent down so that he was eye level with her stomach. "You know your daddy already, huh?" The baby responded with more kicks against his palms, and he sat back. "Wow," he breathed, tears in his eyes.
Eddie sat up in bed with a jolt, reaching for Jamie.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she panted, and he woke up quickly.
"Babe, what's wrong? What is it?"
"Nightmare," she whispered. "It was horrible." She took a deep breath, and he rubbed her back, squeezing her thigh with his other hand.
"It's okay. It was just a dream. It's over." She nodded, and he massaged the back of her neck. "Want to tell me about it?"
She shrugged. "You—something happened to you, and you… you were gone." She looked like she might cry, and he moved closer, pulling her into his side.
"Hey, hey. I'm not going anywhere, babe."
"I gotta put the crib together," Jamie said, taking a long sip from his beer. "I took a look at the directions, and they make absolutely no sense."
Danny nodded. "Yeah, I remember that. Tell you what, I'll come over and give you a hand."
"Thanks, Danny."
"You know, you'll have a lot less time to spend drinking beer with me when that kid gets here."
"You told me that right before I got married, too."
Danny shrugged. "And I was right, wasn't I?"
"Damn, Eddie." Jamie closed the front door behind him. "How long have you been cleaning today?"
She looked up from the stain on the carpet in front of the couch that she was scrubbing at. "It's called nesting and I feel like a crazy person."
"What can I do to help?"
"Well, I washed like five loads of laundry but I got tired of folding about halfway through."
"I'm on it."
"You're the best."
"I know."
He sat down on the couch, reaching for the closest pile, which was made up of small, mostly pink clothes. He held up a sleeper, laying it out across his arm.
"It's so tiny," he mused. "I guess she will be, too."
Eddie put down the rag she was using, leaning against the couch. She wrapped her arms around her stomach, rubbing her hand around the large curve of it.
"She doesn't feel that tiny."
"Eh, it's only because you're so tiny," he teased.
She laughed. "I definitely do not feel tiny. Look at my ankles."
He chuckled, sliding off the couch to sit next to her on the floor.
"I just… it feels more real every day. And these little pink clothes, just," he shrugged, "whew."
"Excited?" Eddie asked.
"So excited. And nervous."
"Me, too." She laid her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped an arm around her. "I can't wait for her to be here, and I'm terrified, all at the same time." She rubbed his thigh, looking up at him. "You are going to be the best dad in the world, Jamie Reagan. She's so lucky. I'm so lucky."
He kissed the top of her head, laying his free hand on her stomach. "I'm so lucky." He rubbed her belly, leaning his head against hers. "My girls."